Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Martin stared out the car window as he was driven to meet Darren once again. He was in the back seat of a different car than the first trip and it was no limo by any means. Martin's thoughts were swirling around things he was beginning to notice. He was being allowed out w...
Edited by Treasured.. thank you! * Katarina watched through the scope of her rifle. The young woman was maybe twenty one, twenty two? She was in good shape, perhaps an athlete. Her long blonde hair flying through the air, looking like a halo around her angelic face. The naked man chasing had almost caught up to her, his huge erection was hindering his mov...
I never had been all that good at anything except searching out distractions to the dull pain of my relentlessly and unpleasantly bland life. Which was nothing since distractions were plentiful and were essentially within arms reach. All it took was a flick of the switch and sound and image of the TV flamed on. Not much of a flame, though. Not like staring i...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey sexy Lit readers! Kitty here, I'm new to the whole writing thing so I just thought I would try it out. I tend to ramble a little so bear with me. Feedback is greatly appreciated whether it be negative (Don't worry I won't break from harsh opinions LOL) or positive so don't be shy, tell me what you think. I'm very open-minded so if you have...
I have to admit I came up with a brand new plot for this story. It is a flash with brilliant humor and a moral for all, cucks and BtBs alike. Readers ask how I can dream up this shit and I respond, 'mushrooms'. If you don't like satire, testosterone laden men, pickaxe handles, and prickly heat, move on. I am sure there are plenty of cuck stories posted above...
(Chapter One - Logan) Life as I knew it was over. In the last two days, I had claimed my fated mated and had almost immediately lost her. I was working as a bouncer at the bar where my mate, Cindy, was working. But I had really been hired by her boss to look out for her, because she was a shape shifter like me. Well...not the same animal as me. I'm a tige...
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters featured in this story, it is a work of fan fiction. Author Note: I've tried to take on some reader feedback with this chapter. If you like it, tell me, if you don't, tell me! *** Issue 3: One Sick Bitch 'That's the third attack in the last week,' I said as Tim Drake and I viewed the security tape footage....
Note- based on the sixties French comic strip and 1968 movie. Kudos to artist Alphonso Azpiri (rip) and Jean Claude Forest for inspiration. xxx According to recent press Jane Fonda had called time on her sex life as she reached eighty, despite her youthful looks for her age. Indeed as she enjoyed retirement she had found an inner sense of peace, ageing gr...
Sally and I were maybe on our 3rd date and getting to be pretty snuggly when I made my big move. Of course I got cut off at the pass, I could kiss her and lick her ears, and we even had our tongues in each other's mouth. Her breath would pick up, she would groan and moan, hell, what more go signal does a guy need, anyway? But I would put my hand on her wai...
All characters are adults. ***** My murder trial took all of one morning, and most of its time Todd's ma used for crying and screaming at me. But I didn't go quietly and was restrained to stop the fingers she got from me while she put on her show. I'm not one for thinking shit out, I do, and if I fuck up I take what I get. Math is for pussies. The jury con...